Tulkojums: Jauda, \u200b\u200bBill. Es zvēru.
as a Democrat Then Benjamin Harrison, after that It's William McKinley up to bat Teddy Roosevelt charged up San Juan Hill And President Taft, he got the bill
Gold pieces molded with Jesus features Give streets the fever From the way I spit the Ether Came on the scene at 19, a gritty fiefa For money, power
grip Extra clip in the vacumn if I slip Room service ring the alarm and get the bomb Blown the hall pearl wide bill long gone Plus, I got the power to
Ghost is intelligent Made 30 offa Def Jam I was killin 'em Did cash on One-Sixteen I was feelin 'em Them days kept a crisp cold dollar bill on 'em I lived
with the .. within Man killing us political sins .. for the love of the beautiful wind .. chasing extra .. hurting economy look at the oil ... Blood pressure bills ...a lot of power
't help it, and I can't blame 'em Since I got famous, but bitch, I got money to blow I'm gettin' it in, letting these bills fall All over your skin I
them hills Got them ***s in the kitchen all cookin', payin' bills I'll start hollerin', dollar after dollar Flippin' chickens, gettin' tickets, want the money and the power
pill and a happy meal, fuck a stank slut I cut my toes off and step on the receipt before I foot the bill Listen garden tool don't me introduce you to my power
copy it i don't care what the wait is, i don't care think will happen, so don't chance them, i make ... music, in the yard anthems some niggers pay bills
shrinkers They want everything My Uncle Bill My Belisha beacon The head shrinkers They want everything My Uncle Bill My Belisha beacon Suck, suck your teenage thumb Toilet trained and dumb When the power
in Central Park they got the Jogger Okay, okay Let's get the confusion straight in ghetto Gotham The man behind the mask you thought Was Batman is Bill
, up in it player lets go, flow so strong. -Layzie Bone- No matter how we do it we gon' always keep it real, even when the high powers wanna ban our noise
a homie get on his feet, and we'll all riding Sange, and fange in this game, but it's true Be sure that you'll respecting the power, and that's you Never
from the chay spit Snow white five glendin', the elevator with the crib Blend with it kid, I feel one of them Bill Clinton's Mills is spent, still don
time) I get high, high, high, high, high I'ma smoke till my lungs collapse, I'm from a era where Niggas cause terror over guns and crack Where a dolla bill is powerful
appropriate name I wrote about a revolution and sung from the soul Spoke with my spirit and mind my ambition was blind Answering the call of God like a child obeying Preaching the very same power
